Paul Tupman

They say our paths are written.
Who then writes my path, I say?
Show yourself.
Tell me your reasons.
Must you test me once more?
I find myself asking, have I not proved myself thus far?
M…

There’s no secret to living.
Just keep on reaching boy.
Take a chance, take a risk,
You won’t regret.
Open your eyes, open your mind,
It’s all out there,
Find it and keep hold.

God kn…

If you tried to explain the concept of light to a man who was born without vision;
The breathtaking colours filling the sky as the sun sets,
The glint in a childs eye,
Or the warm glow on yo…

Is that four horsemen I see?

Well, it’s been good so far!

"Early to bed again tonight, dear?"

Well, I can use a scythe…

Six days enough… rest on seventh?

He looked up. "I don’t know!"

Awoken, he wept. "She has gone."